Its over, its over, the Meister's life is over....somebody kill the Meister, kill the Meister now.
The Meister had lost quite a lot of things in life...some he misses desperately, some he doesn't give a foock about.....he had never had quite a few things in life as well. But amongst everything, one thing which he had always had is his beard.
Yes the Meisterbeard - the flowing locks which are a source of intense attraction (not sexual, only sadistic) for a certain Uber and which brought forth gargantuan jealousy from a certain Great Indian Chunkubaaz (him possesing a total of 16 miserable looking stubble)
But alas, like every other part/organ of his body, the beard has started disintegrating also. Yesterday while shampooing his beard, Meister found out, to his heartbreak, that 8 of them have resigned and have come off.
Its the beginning of the end.
But its ok, at least Meister has a girlfriend....oh....ok he has his football...oh hang on.....ok then he has a great job......errr......ok ok he at least has his health...oh crap
As the Meister said - Agony, Armageddon,Anguish, Calamity, Cataclsym, Catastrophe, Devastation, Despair, Desolation, Dibacle, Doom, Gloom, Misery, Ruin, Woe...........
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